Brenden Taylor Poet Narrative

The Boy and the Sand - Part Two

Special Note: Please read Part One first.

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Her eyes began to slowly wake;
Her fingers tapped the ground;
The boy outstretched his carving hand
To help her come around.

She reached for his so soft embrace;
His skin unlike the sand;
And when she stood up on her own,
She'd not release his hand.

"Don't let me go; I'm scared," she said.
As if a tear began to form.
"A life without someone to care,
To me, just doesn't feel so warm."

"OK, I'll go," the boy replied,
"But just one thing before we leave."
He turned to me and said, "You there.
Tell my parents where I'll be."

The couple nodded me goodbye.
They then began to walk;
They strolled along the shore, engaged
In lovely happy-talk

Just then, the tide began to rise.
This made the couple slow.
Then they walked into the sea,
Away they both did go.

Surely they'll come back again.
I haven't yet forgot:
Love is what they both desired
And love is what they got.

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